I love him, you know… It’s just that the bottle feels a quarter empty. I like my work, I remember being unemployed, sick and being envious of people lucky enough to have penny jars. My home is lovely, I recall living in greasy bedsits with a shared toilet and shower down the hallway. I’ve had …
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